How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1951 Sweet Marriage Chapter 512 Stop struggling, go to hell.

The man's indifferent face: "What do you want to say?"

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She moved a little closer, looked up at him with a smile on her face and said, "Actually, there are very few men like you who are mysterious, handsome, ruthless, handsome, and wise. My adoration for you is like a torrent of river How about . . . how about we both ride in the same sled?"

"Not very good." The four words were crisp and clear, without even a second of hesitation.

"..."

The smile on Hao Xiaoman's face froze: "Why?"

Thanks to her racking her brains to think of so many words of praise, she euphemistically raised a request that was too low. How could he treat his savior so indifferently?

While she was waiting impatiently for him to make a reasonable request for herself, she heard the man continue to throw four words in a flat tone: "No reason."

She hissed and gasped, wondering if this man was trying to drive her crazy on purpose.

Even if he said "Because I'm too lazy to talk to you, a married woman", it was more sincere than "No reason".

Anyway, it's a reason, isn't it?
Just as he was anxiously thinking of a solution, Bei Fanxing had already walked over at a leisurely pace: "Get ready, we are leaving."

Hao Xiaoman bit his lip, and looked at the masked man pleadingly.

The man gave her a cold-blooded look of "stop struggling, go to hell".

Hao Xiaoman was furious, and gave him a vicious look of 'Don't fall into my hands next time, or I will let you die very rhythmically'.

……

In the end, he and Bei Fanxing rode in the same sled.

Fortunately, the clothes the two of them were wearing were thick enough, even if they hugged each other closely, they wouldn't feel too much strange.

In addition, Bei Fanxing was born with a cold temper, and it was probably not easy to do such a thing as flirting with a woman for nothing.

Returning to the lonely city again, the sudden transition from the ghostly and capricious weather to the spring breeze, there is an illusion of escape from death in a trance.

Just after getting off the plane, Hao Xiaoman's cell phone, which had been shut down all the time, was turned on, and dozens of text messages popped up in a short time, some reminding her of missed calls, and messages from Xiao Miao and many friends, including those as far away as the United States. Chen Yi's text message.

Most of them asked her what was going on, and whether it was the news that Nan Mubai had gone on vacation with Bei Fanxing while Nan Mubai was not in the country.

Hao Xiaoman was watching inexplicably, and Deng Meng also came over and asked: "What's the matter? Who made the news that you traveled abroad with Beifanxing? Everyone is talking about it! Everyone is talking about it. As if seeing it with my own eyes!"

Then he looked up at Bei Fanxing beside him, who was talking on the phone, frowning with an unhappy look on his face.

He shouldn't have done it.

It's not that this man doesn't know how to play this kind of low-level mental game, but he should disdain to play it, at least... he shouldn't play it on her.

She raised her eyebrows, ignored those text messages, and called Nan Mubai directly: "It's okay, since the first time Nan Mubai and I appeared under the media camera, this kind of gossip will pop up from time to time. Nan Mubai won't believe it."

The phone was picked up by a man almost immediately after the call was made. The man's voice was low and cold: "Where are you?"

"Are you in the hospital?"

Hao Xiaoman raised his hand to hail a taxi and asked, "Tell me the ward number, and I'll go find you right away."

(End of this chapter)